All the Way Out lyrics

[Intro]
Hahahaha
Speedo, where we at? 227 (Yeah)
Blockworks (ConCreatures) let's get it
Uh-uh, uh

[Verse 1]
I might tear up if I give you the clear cut
All I been through and all that they can tell me do is cheer up
I heard bro name popped up in some paperwork
He got a lot of smut on his rep he gotta clear up
Ain't tryna hear much like I got on some earmuffs (At all)
I been schooled, grab a seat and pull a chair up
Fully auto chopstick with the hair switch
We be thuggin' in the project more than the Blair Witch (Where we at with it?)
All of these carats in my Rolo, dolo on thе block
While you roll around with twenty n*ggas like a scarеd b*tch (pus*y boy)
pus*y n*gga know my body, I got framework (Ayy)
Type of n*gga get a n*gga whole gang murked (Whole gang murked)
Give a f*ck about the narcs or the blue and whites
Only worried 'bout them undercovers in them plain shirts (Woo-woo)
Ain't ridin' for your gang member, shouldn't rep his death
Be them same fake lame n*ggas that don't ever step

[Chorus]
If I don't got it on me, then brodie got it on him
And he gon' crash all the way out (And he gon' crash all the way out)
I'm Phil Jack, I just called a play out (Yeah)
The sh*t was all bad before I saw it play out (It's all bad)
Doing the hokey-pokey, I put one foot in, the other foot
He had it all the way out, big steppin' (Foot, he had it all the way out)
[Verse 2]
Ayy, I'm stuck in this sh*t
Plug hit me with a bad batch, now I'm stuck with this sh*t (For what?)
Drum roller get to kickin', ain't no Jackie Chan (Brr)
AR autograph a n*gga block up, I'll crack a fan (Doo-doo-doo)
Leave him spiffy in his casket, Gucci Dapper Dan
Heard them n*ggas want smoke with Blocks, we can match a gram (Blockworks)
A half a band for this chop', bought it half off
Let off half a clip, came back and spin after we stabbed off
Don Juli' in my ghetto, we who got the strength
Playing both sides against the middle, n*ggas not exempt (Yeah)
Airing sh*t out only way I know how to vent
None of your n*ggas not killers, they just got attempts (Hahaha)
I make this sh*t look easier than Robin Thicke
80K in my left pocket left a wallet print (Big print)
Seen my first brick of 'caine in the trap with Tino
Double coffee cup full of drank, this ain't no cappuccino
It's only us

[Chorus]
If I don't got it on me, then brodie got it on him
And he gon' crash all the way out (Brr, and he gon' crash all the way out)
I'm Phil Jack, I just called a play out
The sh*t was all bad before I saw it play out (Saw it bad)
Doing the hokey-pokey, I put one foot in the other foot
He had it all the way out, big steppin' (Foot, he had it all the way out)
[Outro]
Where we at?
Paper right back then
Why every time that I get out, they pull me right back in?
It's Mafia, what else?